They are scared

The birds wait patiently for a place at the feeder, but the grackles and starlings swoop in and scare them off into the nearby trees. They hack and fight and bully their way to the seed & suet cylinder. With utter disregard, they peck, pick, gnaw at the bounty, overfilling themselves, never leaving. Then, weak … Continue reading They are scared


I remember, as a young boy, learning that the earth spun. I was so excited by the prospect. Yet, with my eyes closed, I couldn’t feel any movement. My mission was simple: I needed to prove it. Before bed, I lined up a Hot Wheels car with a tree far away across the street. I … Continue reading Microcosmic